Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

The soldiers are very fast.

The patriarch gave an order, and the **** clan moved in unison.

More than 100,000 young men were mobilized in a short period of time, accounting for up to one-tenth, which is unthinkable outside the world.

But in Burying the Dragon Heaven, it is a fundamental operation.

even.

If given a few more days, half of the Jiang people can go to the battlefield, and they will be able to eat and drink by themselves, and hardly need backup auxiliary troops.

A three-year-old child can tear tigers and leopards by hand.

Pregnant women can eat a cow every day and lift a lot of catties.

Even an old man over half a hundred years old can bend his bow and shoot arrows and shoot wolves far away.

All the people are soldiers, which is by no means an exaggeration.

The sky is clear and there is no cloud in the sky.

The mountains and forests are lush green, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and it is peaceful.

suddenly.

The chaos started from the east, the trees shook, the branches and leaves flew horizontally, alarming countless birds, insects and beasts, and a slight tremor stretched in all directions.

"Huh!"

"Wow..."

Silhouettes of people sprang out from the mountains and forests.

There are male and female figures, all dressed in animal skins, walking barefoot on the ground, holding simple weapons, and whistling in their mouths more than just like beasts.

The weapons in their hands are mostly animal bones that have been simply polished.

Although it may seem crude, it is no less than a low-level magic weapon when it comes to hardness and sharpness.

These are just like the savages who have just come out of the knotted record. It is impossible for them to understand the so-called battle formation, and they don't know how to hide their figures.

Fortunately, instinct made them stop when they approached the colorful miasma ahead, showing fear in their eyes.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a huge animal bone car.

Mo Qiu sat on it, surrounded by thirteen strong men. The men carried the animal bones on their shoulders while listening to Mo Qiu telling the magic.

The light of the **** picture flickered, quietly instilling the secret technique.

"Stop!"

"clatter…"

The sound falls, stop.

However, for a few days, these people have been able to order and ban after being trained by Moqiu, which is completely different from ordinary people.

"The technique of transforming dragons is fundamental, but fighting with others is not going to work purely on your own."

Do not ask to sit on top of the skeleton and speak calmly:

"That's why the Dragon God descended on this technique, letting you wait to kill and slay the evil dragon, and one day he can protect the Dragon God."

After hearing this, everyone kowtows:

"Thank the Dragon God for bestowing the law!"

"Patriarch Xie teaches the Fa!"

Someone spoke in a low voice, and the tape was respectful:

"Patriarch, what is this method called?"

"Call..." Don't ask for a second thought. Naturally, the law of heavenly soldiers can't rise again. Otherwise, if you encounter the ghost clan of the underworld, it won't make sense. He said immediately:

"Guardian Method!"

"The Guardian of God..."

"I'm waiting to protect the dragon god, this name is good!"

"Furthermore, the name of the spell bestowed by the Dragon God is actually irrelevant."

In the past few days, they have been convinced of the so-called Dragon God and sincerely believe in them through the teachings by unquestioning and deeds.

Not so.

How can the patriarch come back from the dead?

Not so,

How could the patriarch understand such magical methods?

Sweeping across the enthusiastic crowd, Moqiu smiled and nodded.

These thirteen people are all the top powerhouses of the Jiang Clan, and each of them has different talents, and they have cultivated the Dragon Transformation technique to the highest level of the third stage.

In fact.

The Jiang clan also has two fourth-order masters of Dragon Transformation.

It was Jiang Hao, his original incarnation, and that Jiang Yan, who was therefore expected to be the patriarch, but one of them died and the other was lost.

"You remember."

Without mentioning the voice, he spoke slowly:

"Wait on the battlefield, kill the enemy with this method, strive to be promoted to the fourth rank of Dragon Transformation, and then pass this method to other humans."

"Yes!"

Everyone should be.

They don't know the importance of exercises, and they have good things to know how to share, which is the condition for the development of the clan in this world.

Don't ask yourself to be so happy.

The more people practice the law of heavenly weapons, the more power he can draw on with the seal of the fighting mother.

There are currently 13 people, and the increase is unnecessary for him, but if the number is tens of thousands, or even 100,000, hundreds of thousands.

It's very different.

Unlike Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing Dynasty, none of the people there can practice cultivation.

Burying Longtian, but almost everyone can become a soldier.

The situation in Xuanyou Dongtian of the Shang Qing Dynasty could pull hundreds of thousands of soldiers, here, as long as time permits, it will certainly be no problem.

"Patriarch!"

One person hurried over:

"Already near the boundary of the Li clan, but there is a miasma blocking the way ahead. Several clan members were accidentally poisoned and unconscious."

The speaker's voice was disturbed and his face was panicked.

No wonder he.

The Jiang clan is not powerful among the nearby clans, far inferior to the mysterious and powerful from the Li clan.

not to mention.

The three dragons enshrined by the Jiang clan are dead, and the poisonous dragons of the Li clan are still alive. They are weak and strong. If they are not majestic and heavy, they will not be able to take shape.

"Oh!"

Don't ask to raise your eyes:

"Young priest!"

"Subordinates are here." Vientiane stepped forward.

"You go."

"Yes!"

As it should be, Vientiane nodded immediately, wrapped in a breeze, flying lightly to a height of a hundred meters, looking towards the poisonous miasma ahead.

"fly!"

"Blessed by the Dragon God!"

"Lord Dragon God is here!"

Seeing Vientiane skyrocketing, everyone in the Jiang clan became enthusiastic, kneeling to the ground one after another, shouting incessantly, even the fear of the miasma disappeared.

After being washed in the Dragon Pond and practicing the Dragon Technique, the mortals of the clan will also have a certain bloodline dedicated to the dragon descendants, which is called well-being.

Different dragon descendants have different well-being.

The blessings bestowed by the three dragons are hard skin and fast recovery, so the Jiang people are extremely tough.

In fact.

This is true for the dragon descendants enshrined by most clans.

There are very few dragonborn that can bestow mortals to fly.

Nearby clans, only the Yao clan who worships the willow **** and has the largest number of people, and must be the top master among them, will fly.

"wind!"

Vientiane's complexion remained unchanged, slurred mantra, raised his hand and pushed forward.

He himself has a late Jindan cultivation base, and he is more proficient in Taiyizong's top secret method, Jibo Fengshen method is no less than Moqiu's Nine Fire God Dragon Guard.

Reading, the magic moves, and the mana rushes.

Under the observation of Moqiu Daluo's Fayan, the golden core in Vientiane trembled, the soul and mana merged, and immediately connected with the power of heaven and earth.

"call…"

The wind is rising, the clouds are surging.

But in the blink of an eye, a violent wind suddenly rose within ten miles.

The wind and waves that are visible to the naked eye emerge from the sky, like surging waves, rushing from top to bottom toward the strong miasma ahead.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, if there is a real miasma, it will be washed away.

Countless trees rose from the ground, the mountains trembled, and rubble fell, and a huge blank area appeared in front of the people.

The wind is still raging.

The miasma ahead is being quickly blown away.

"..."

There was silence in the court.

Don't ask to get up, take a step forward, hold one hand high, and shout:

"The poisonous dragon is a disaster, and the dragon **** is not happy. The Jiang tribe is ordered to crusade, and the tribe people follow the order and attack with all their strength to punish the Li tribe to worship the evil dragon!"

His voice is like thunder rolling in the sky, and he has an inspiring force of his own.

Coupled with this scene before him, the young priest's power almost changed the world, and instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the Jiang tribe.

The roar sounded loudly.

"Here!"

"Slay the evil dragon!"

"Kill!"

Wan Yuqing, a strong man, rushed out from the mountains and forests, one by one, his faces were full of enthusiasm, his eyes were scarlet, and he rushed in the direction of the Li clan with a weapon in his hand.

Even the thirteen people around Moqiu roared and rushed out.

Sweeping the audience, no one was left behind.

"People's hearts are available!"

Mo Qiu smiled indifferently, his body rose from the ground, and he shouted in the air. The eighteen flame dragons roared and rushed out.

This battle.

He wanted to soothe the unstable emotions in the Jiang Clan, but also to stand up.

That poisonous dragon rises to power!

Eighteen fire dragons with a length of one hundred meters are well-equipped with scales and armour. They are like flowing magma, which will melt as soon as they hit the mountain.

Such supernatural power once again increased the enthusiasm of the Jiang people.

"Roar!"

A sudden roar came from the front.

The three-headed dragon with colorful poisonous gas flew out from a pool, roaring loudly, and spitting out a lot of poisonous miasma.

Li people also appeared nearby.

Different from the **** family.

The Li people mostly cover their bodies with vegetation and leaves, and paint various weird patterns on their bodies with the juice of the stems, and most of them hold bows and arrows.

Their Dragon Pond gives them immunity and the ability to manipulate toxins.

Although the number of people is not as good as that of the Jiang clan, because they are good at using poison, they belong to the extremely difficult and strange clan among the nearby clans.

and.

They all keep poison in captivity.

Scorpions, spiders, centipedes, etc...

It is not only the home-cooked food they eat and drink, but also the vassals around them.

"Squeak..."

"Haw!"

Strange calls continued, a series of rustling sounds rang out in the dense forest, and then the dense clusters of poisonous insects rushed out.

"kill!"

The Jiang people had already been dazzled by enthusiasm. They ignored the situation, brandishing their weapons, and leaped more than ten feet forward to rush forward frantically.

The poisonous insects pounced on their bodies, and a small number of them couldn't break their skins at all.

Some tore their skin and flesh and penetrate toxins, and they will also reach a stalemate with the powerful resilience bestowed by the three dragons.

Only a few poisonous insects can kill quickly.

this,

It became the shortcoming of the Li people.

Poisons are indeed weird, but they often fail to kill quickly, and the Li people who are not physically strong can be killed as long as they get close.

Suddenly.

Bows and arrows fell like rain, poisons flew frantically, rows of Jiang people fell to the ground one after another, but some people from the rear rushed forward and rushed forward.

The two sides are fighting together.

Without the natural miasma as a reliance, the Li people are obviously at a disadvantage.

And the sky above.

"Roar!"

Eighteen fire dragons carried the poisonous gas that corroded all things, wrapped a poisonous dragon to death, and spit out rich magma frantically.

"Zizi..."

"Roar!"

Visible to the naked eye.

The huge body of the poisonous dragon gradually melted under the burning of magma and spiritual fire, and flesh, bones, and internal organs emerged one by one.

Until...

"Crack!"

A fire dragon fiercely explored the dragon clan, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com grabbed a pill bead from the battered belly, screamed up to the sky and threw the corpse on the ground.

the other side.

Mo Qiu wore King Ming armor until he collided with two other poisonous dragons.

He didn't do his best, but brought the wind with his fists and fisted the ground, shaking the mountains and breaking the two poisonous dragons with physical force.

Only the real physical power can be more expressive.

"Para..."

With a big hand torn, huge power erupted, and the poisonous dragon split into two directly.

Mo Qiu opened his mouth and inhaled, the inner alchemy inside was instantly wrapped in aura, swallowed into his belly by him, and refined into a rich essence.

Bow down.

The defeat of the Li people is set.